Xiao Li concluded: "This kind of people will throw money at them once they find something they can't handle!"

Seeing Xiao Li's envious and jealous look, Lu Ren was speechless: "Why don't you come and be a part of it?"

"Stop it." Xiao Li shook his head repeatedly: "My little body was fucked a few times, and I went in and came out sideways."

For half an hour, Lu Ren was bored and kept talking to Xiao Li. Xiao Li's name was Li Cunyi. The other party got excited about the conversation and taught him a lot of useful information in fighting skills.

"Don't look at the back-and-forth fights in martial arts movies. It's very difficult to do in reality. It's hard to develop super reflexes. There aren't many people who are as talented as Tyson, so

Being hit to the body is completely unavoidable, so no matter what kind of fighting you learn, whether it is Sanda, boxing or martial arts, a real master will definitely let you learn to take hits first, and only when you stand firm can you take the next step

action."

Li Cunyi showed a look of reminiscence, with unstoppable shock on his face: "A true martial artist is not showy, but once he makes a move, he is shocking and possesses unparalleled power. He can break mountains and crack rocks."

Lu Ren obviously didn't believe it: "Is it true? I don't believe it."

Li Cunyi did not refute, knowing that many people are not optimistic about Chuanwu now, so he smiled and said: "Actually, I didn't believe it before. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, it would be hard to imagine that there are such super masters in modern society!"

He whispered: "Coach Zhang Kui in our Liran Fighting Club is a master of martial arts training."

Lu Ren's expression moved slightly, it was true. When he first met Zhang Kui, he could see that he was covered in tendons and his body shape was no different from those of bodybuilders. The size of his muscles that swelled during exercise was extremely exaggerated.

Although this body type is extremely powerful, it moves relatively slowly.

A more academic player whose attributes are all focused on strength is not suitable.

In the next ten minutes, Li Cunyi suddenly became interested and taught Lu Ren a lot of skills. Seeing that Lu Ren quickly mastered and memorized them and executed them in a formal manner, he couldn't help but sigh: "You were born to do this.

Your physical fitness is really good, and you can often draw inferences from one example. Are you interested in joining the Liran Fighting Club? With my face, our coach Zhang will definitely accept you!"

"Thank you for your kindness, I'll think about it."

"I'm serious, our Liran Fighting team has a coaching certificate. If you train well, we can send you to compete in the most popular mixed martial arts event in the country. At that time, you will definitely be rich and wealthy.

It’s time to get some noodles!”

Lu Ren smiled and said nothing, watching Li Cunyi bragging quietly.

When half an hour was up, the man came in at the right time. He had already taken off his trousers and shirt and put on a pair of fighting shorts.

"Are you ready?" the man asked.

Lu Ren: "You can do it anytime."

"good!"

"..."

Half an hour later, looking at the man who was completely exhausted and paralyzed on the ground, covering his arms with a look of pain on his face, his cheeks were slightly red, and Lu Ren, who was breathing slightly, knelt down and looked at the man.

"Sir, are you okay?"

Lu Ren seemed quite comfortable during the past half hour, or in other words, his physical proficiency, which was passively improved due to being attacked, allowed him to continuously improve his ability to resist attacks.

With 6 points of physical proficiency and increasing passive proficiency, his recovery power is quite good. At least the opponent's fist attacking him seems to be doing a massage.

The middle-aged man lay on the ground and breathed heavily for a long time. Looking at the lively Lu Ren, his heart froze slightly, and a trace of warmth and anger appeared on his face.

He struggled to stand up unsteadily, waved his hands, and left without saying a word.

His self-cultivation is quite good. Although he feels unhappy because of things outside his control, his good self-cultivation allows him to quickly adjust his mentality.

Lu Ren curled his lips secretly, went to the shower room to take a shower, and looked at the time. It was just approaching evening, less than seven o'clock.

He went to the club's finance department and submitted his bank card number, and immediately received his daily salary. Lu Ren said he was in a good mood, had a casual meal nearby, and returned to the club.

Although he is a temporary employee, Lu Ren has the right to use the fitness equipment inside.

If you don't use it, you won't use it.

Lu Ren, who was enjoying the proficiency increase prompts that kept popping up in his mind, suddenly heard Zhang Kui's voice.

"You look like you enjoy working out!"

Lu Ren stopped the treadmill and looked sideways at Zhang Kui.

The other party was covered in sweat, and it was obvious that he had just exercised and played.

"Exercise your body if you have nothing to do." Lu Ren replied casually.

"You must be able to resist blows well. You didn't suffer any injuries despite being attacked by Chen Feng, but you were just slightly red."

Zhang Kui looked at him strangely: "Are you interested in practicing with me? Your talent is very good."

Lu Ren was quite curious: "Sanda?"

"No no no."

Zhang Kui shook his head slightly. He raised his arms and flexed his muscles. Suddenly, the veins on his arms were intertwined like a horned dragon, making him look extremely strong.

"Chuan Wu!"

"ha?"

Lu Ren looked at Zhang Kui in surprise: "Are you sure?"

Seeing Lu Ren's obvious disbelief, Zhang Kui explained: "Real martial arts masters are not showy, they hold their tongue but don't speak out! Come on, I'll show you something!"

Zhang Kui was also happy to see Xin Xin. It was rare to meet a young man with good physique, so he simply took Lu Ren into a training room nearby.

He took off his clothes, revealing an unusually strong physique. His waist and abdomen were not the so-called male waist, but as thick and solid as a bucket, but the muscles in his hands and feet were clearly defined. His body fat rate was neither high nor low, but if he had tight muscles

If you say that, the muscles all over his body will suddenly bulge out. Just looking at his body shape, he is a very powerful person.

A guy with full attributes and strength...

Lu Ren felt a little sad. As long as he was a man, he would feel extremely envious when he saw Zhang Kui's physique.

Zhang Kui then took a horse stance, and a pair of muscular arms slowly pushed out, followed by a sharp inhale. Under Lu Ren's surprised gaze, Zhang Kui's chest swelled high, like a croaking frog.

It's as if all the surrounding air is absorbed into the body.

Quite scary!

"call……"

When Zhang Kui exhaled suddenly, Lu Ren, who was standing five meters away, felt a strong wind coming from his face, causing him to squint his eyes.

It took ten seconds for Zhang Kui to stop. He stood up straight and asked, "How do you feel?"

Lu Ren frowned and said, "Did you eat the leek box?"

Zhang Kui was a little embarrassed and angry: "I'm not asking you to care about this, I'm talking about my luck just now!"

"It's amazing. With such strong breathing, you will definitely be able to live for a long time in the future!"

Lu Ren praised.

"...Want to learn?"

Lu Ren asked: "Can you avoid bullets?"

Zhang Kui's face froze and he shook his head slightly: "No, I want to avoid the bullet..."
Chapter completed!